Chapter 290 Return to Junzi Mountain

Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er spent ten days rushing back to Junzi Mountain.

During these ten days, the two of them also entered the small world from time to time.

Master Wuyuan did not make any mistakes and behaved quite docilely. On the seventh day, he actually put on both shackles himself.

"I have been looking for the immortal spirit body for the rest of my life, trying to prevent the disaster from heaven, and now I have finally achieved it!"

"Little friend Ning, Miss Jiang, I am definitely on your side!!"

Recalling the posture and tone of Master Wuyuan's almost kneeling on the ground, Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er also felt nervous.

Could it be that he is really a good person?

But after all, the master was his enemy and had given him too much oppression before, but Ning Wuxie still didn't want to believe it.

Anyway, he is trapped in a small world and can't make trouble, so he won't kill him for now.

Ning Wuxie felt that her little world had become a resort for Wuyuan's family, and all three masters and disciples came to visit...

On Junzi Mountain, the personnel remains the same.

The huge sect is still operating according to its own rules, as if time has been frozen on the mountain.

Only when Meng Cangran's child was taller than half a year ago did people realize the changes in time.

"Brother Ning has actually reached the Nascent Soul Realm..." Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou were stunned when they heard Ning Wuxie admit it personally.

His mouth was slightly open, unable to speak.

"And Xuan'er." Ning Wuxie added with a smile.

Xuan'er rested her head on his shoulder, looking like a little spoiled wife, and stared at the two-year-old Xiao Zheng'er with a smile on her face.

After a long while, Meng Cangran shook his head and smiled dumbly: "Brother Ning, the longer we are separated from you, the greater the surprise you will bring when we see you again."

"Yuerou and I are your senior brothers and sisters, but now we are still in the Sea Transformation Realm. You and Xuan'er have already become Nascent Souls at a young age, and they seem to be faster than that Li Luobing..."

Meng Cangran narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Wuxie with a smile:

"Sometimes, I really wonder if you two are the reincarnation of immortals who were together in their last life."

"Brother Meng is joking." Ning Wuxie waved his hand, "It's just that I often run around outside and got lucky a few times."

"Good luck doesn't always come, and we often have to struggle between life and death. It always puts Xuan'er and me in danger together."

Meng Cangran nodded, and Zhuang Yuerou looked at Xuan'er and put the child in Xuan'er's arms.

Xuan'er squealed in surprise. Although she had been looking at Xiao Zheng'er and thought it was very cute, she immediately felt at a loss when she was in her arms and couldn't hold him.

Zhuang Yuerou helped her hold Xiao Zheng'er in her arms. The two-year-old child was cute at the time, plump and silly. The little guy had a serious face and looked very much like Meng Cangran.

Xuan'er poked her cheeks and squeezed her chubby hands, she liked it very much.

"Why is there no movement in Miss Xuan'er's stomach?" Zhuang Yuerou said with a smile.

After all, as a wife, the youthful shyness she had back then has long since disappeared.

"We..." Xuan'er glanced at Ning Wuxie, "We're not ready yet."

"What do you need to prepare for this? Junzi Mountain is the best place to raise children." Zhuang Yue Judo.

This is true. There are tens of thousands of people on Junzi Mountain. As the largest sect in the world, safety is absolutely guaranteed. There is also a complete education system. There is no need to worry about cultivation.

Xuan'er glanced at Ning Wuxie again, and she seemed to be moved.

Ning Wuxie hugged her and said, "Anyway, I'm not thinking about it right now."

No matter what I can do to make my heart beat, Ning Wuxie will also feel my heart beat.

But in the face of a bigger crisis, they don't dare to take such an important matter as giving birth to a child casually.

The road ahead may be even more dangerous.

"Brother Ning broke through to the Nascent Soul before he was thirty, and is already the most influential figure in the world. Didn't you look at the Human Race's Prodigy List and there was a separate column for Brother Ning, putting him first?"

"Not to mention Miss Xuan'er, she is younger than Brother Ning and is obviously a stronger potential stock, but her reputation in the world is not good."

"How about you also join Confucianism? Get your name out?" Meng Cangran said.

"Thank you, Brother Meng. It's not necessary." Xuan'er waved her hand and reached out to hold Ning Wuxie, "Those names are boring, I just want to be my brother's woman."

"Hahaha! It's such a loving relationship. If you two are always so annoying, wouldn't having a child bother you?"

"?" Xuan'er opened her eyes wide and looked puzzled.

Zhuang Yuerou took over the conversation: "The little guy is so difficult to take care of! Not to mention pulling his pants and wetting the bed. The main thing is tormenting me. I wake up in the middle of the night crying and looking for you to hold me. You two don't care."

Zhuang Yuerou narrowed her eyes slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and gave him a "you know" look.

Xuan'er's eyes opened slightly and she cried in the middle of the night!

Doesn't that mean...

Xuan'er quickly returned Zheng'er in her arms to Zhuang Yuerou, making the latter laugh. Meng Cangran tightened his lips, while Ning Wuxie was a little shy.

"If we immortal cultivators want to have children, we can only do so in a moment of thought, but we must also be cautious. Having children is a huge responsibility."

"What's more, the higher your cultivation level, the more dangerous things will be. You often wander around outside, and it's not good to have children."

"That's what Brother Meng said."

A few people sat down with smiles. Zhuang Yuerou got up and went to cook. Xuan'er also followed her and wanted to learn how to cook.

Ning Wuxie and Meng Cangran sat across from each other and had two drinks.

"Confucian disciples who have entered the ninth realm of immortality can be listed as elders of Zhengge Hall. Brother Ning can go to Elder Sun Yan to be listed."

"As Zhengge Palace, I have to go on missions for Confucianism." Ning Wuxie shrugged, "I'm still a little reluctant."

"Haha, Brother Ning has extraordinary ambitions."

The two clinked glasses.

"Two months ago, news reached Junzi Mountain that Brother Ning had gone to Danta?"

"That's right."

"But later, when the Renzong and Confucianists sent people to rush over, the entire Danta had disappeared. Do you know what happened, Brother Ning?"

"I don't know. Xuan'er and I went to other places."

Meng Cangran looked at Ning Wuxie, who was picking up food with an indifferent look on his face, and stopped asking about it.

"What about the trip to Xuanqin? Did you get rid of the Yellow Spring Guest?"

"Not yet. It's a bit involved, involving some things about the royal family of the Xuanqin Dynasty." Ning Wuxie sighed, "but I have some preliminary evidence."

"I don't plan to tell Confucianists either."

"...Okay." Meng Cangran said softly.

The two continued to drink and were silent for a short moment.

"The world is changing." Meng Cangran suddenly said.

"The corpses of the mythical beasts are beginning to revive. The mythological era of ten thousand years ago may reappear."

"Brother Ning, you must know something. You have too many secrets."

Ning Wuxie nodded.

Meng Cangran continued: "Recently, I have also felt that the shackles of breaking through the realm in cultivation are becoming more and more relaxed, and the difficulty is even lower than when I was in the Jindan realm."

"After a while, I also plan to leave Junzi Mountain and go to the world to make a living."

Ning Wuxie looked at him with wide eyes: "What about Senior Sister Zhuang?"

"Zheng'er stays here and asks someone to take care of him. Yuerou and I will go together."

Meng Cangran leaned back in his chair and looked up at the sky, reaching out to point at the stone table in front of him.

"It was here that year. I told you to eradicate all the hypocrites in Confucianism. Do you remember?"

"Of course I remember."

Meng Cangran smiled bitterly: "Now that I think about it, 70% of these words are youthful and frivolous, and 30% are scholarly arrogance."

"There are so many hypocrites in the world, how can they be killed? Haven't I been hypocritical before?"

"What are you talking about, Brother Meng, you are the most enthusiastic and kind person I have ever met." Ning Wuxie advised.

"I know myself now," Meng Cangran waved his hand, "Not only in character, but also in talent and strength, you can't compare with Brother Ning."

"But even so, I have my own persistence. Even if the definition of a hypocrite is vague, I know that there is someone who has absolutely nothing to do with the righteous path!"

"Who?" Ning Wuxie was stunned and looked at Meng Cangran.

He has always been clear about Meng Cangran's ambitions, but this is the first time he heard his goal so specific, it is a certain person!

But Meng Cangran pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head, "I'll tell you next time."